The universe has irony built in.Is it in the genes, or
something like a djinnWhich turns all silver into tin?Does something
hope we'll yield, or won't begin?

Puritans were obsessed by sin,But that's too simple, and
wears thin.It's not what we deserve, or how we spin:The universe has
irony built in.

Imagine that you're good, and you won't win;Say "I'm happy"
and you'll bark your shin.Definitions end up in the bin-The universe
has irony built in.

Something out there works, and chimes within.Something
dances like a harlequin.The universe has irony built in.

January

I have seen, this bleak evening,Green spears of
snowdropsTesting the bitter air.

March

Awake in this blue paradoxWe walk on frigid ground,Dazed
by the smiling sun.

April

Through glass, the sunshine.Out in the sunshine,Only the
wind.

What is and what is not

In between what is lives what is not.How to get there isn't
known.Science tried but lost the plot;Phone God: there's just the
ringing tone.The universe conceals what isn't what,Where nothing
blooms, all on its own.

Old Age Blues

I don't know what I used to know.I don't say that it isn't
so,I've just forgotten. That's a blow.When you know nothing, then you
go.

The world keeps changing, things must grow;You spend life
learning, but it's slow;Perhaps my status isn't quo.I don't know what I
used to know.

Well, I must watch, not let it show,Greet the morning, say
"Hello";When you know nothing, then you go.I don't know what I used to
know.